Sentimental

You close your eyes and kiss your hand, then you blow it.
But it isn't meant for me, and I notice ...

Time never had a chance to heal your heart.
Just a number always counting down to a new start.
If you always knew the truth,
Then the world would spin around you.
Are you dizzy yet?

When I know I'm all alone,
I say your name slowly.
And I know that I'm alone,
But I carry you.

Does it feel good like a memory?
When you try some history?
It's a dream to come around.
The rule doesn't bend,
Because the taste doesn't taste the same again.

It's easy feeling righteous when removed;
All you'll get as what you wanna hear.
It hurts because it should.
How else am I to make it clear?

I could never be the one that you want, don't ask.
Well, here's to living in the moment ...
'Cause it passed.

Maybe a lie is what I need sometimes.
You told the most and best of anyone.
You said to "keep me in your pocket."
So I carried you ...

You better choose your words carefully,
Because I'm not your anything.
Gonna stay here in my place,
And you'll stay in yours.
Because you're only good as what you're good for.

I pace around the room to spend the time,
Waiting while the burning pictures fade.
One thing to make your mind,
And another to say its name.

I could never be the one that you want, don't ask.
Well, here's to living in the moment ...
'Cause it passed, it passed.

I'm still carrying a little hope that, maybe,
Things could get different now.
Is that so wrong, is that so wrong, is that so wrong?

Would I see you tonight, at a place we go?
Could going through the motions, lead to real emotion?
I wanna make things right, before time runs out.
It was like you said, the taste don't taste like it should.
Roll down the windows, let the cold air come in;
Slap my face just feel you somehow again, again ...

I could never be the one that you want, don't ask.
Well, here's to living in the moment,
'Cause it passed.

I could never be the one that you want, don't ask.
Yeah, here's to living in the moment
'Cause it passed.
'Cause it passed, it passed, it passed ...

You said you'd never have regrets.
Jesus, is there someone yet who got that wish;
Did you get yours, babe?

"We all get a little sentimental, but it's nothing glorious ..."